Angola nodded and pointed at the mirror with his finger. A ray of red light came out of the tip of his finger and sank into the surface of the mirror.
The whole room was immediately brightened up by the light coming from the walls and Angele could hear the strange sizzling noise from the mirrors.
The area outside the school appeared within the mirrors: the muddy ruin, the setting sun and Master Moroco cleaning his feathers with his beak.
"What exactly are you looking for?" Angola asked.
"Three Wizard apprentices, two males, and one female. The female Wizard apprentice’s name is Annie. I think they returned to the school at the same time. Can you fast forward it? I need the records about all the Wizard apprentices that came back to the school recently," Angele responded.
"No problem." With a flick of Angola’s finger, the image started changing rapidly.
